Originally was headed out to The Mogollon Rim for the weekend but while driving along the Beeline Highway my radiator cracked and sent my QX4 temporarily out of commission.
After a tow from AAA, a speedy repair and a few "Lyft" rides later I was back in my SUV and even more in the need for a getaway vacation.
While waiting for the repairs I received a mind boggling photo from Buford showing some rare seasonal occurrences up near Sedona and my plans suddenly changed.
Friday night was spent camping in mud as everything on and around Schenbly Rd was either a running stream or a miniature lake, truly so much water up there right now.
I drove out to the junction of FR 6432 right before there was a jeep stuck up to its axle in a horrendous mud slog and made the smart decision to park.
Not wanting to become another victim I decided to start my hike from there and walk the remaining miles to my exploratory range.
My pace was slowed the entire day due to the 4-5 inches of thick muddy slog that saturated the ground but water is exactly what I was looking for so in this case I certainly did not mind.
The head of Casner Canyon is fed by five significant drainages all in which withhold their own little treasures as I scanned and physically hiked to every one of them.
Later in the day I met up with Buford and the gang and we set off for a new waterfall I found that day since the "Holy Grail" of waterfalls Buford found the previous day somehow lost almost all of its flow overnight, which was hard to believe whitewater like flooding turning into gentle trickle in a matter of hours considering this was fueled by snowmelt and not rain.
Speaking of rain while we were heading down Casner Canyon Trail it started to whip up a little rain, sleet and ridiculously high winds which fortunately came and went in a matter of minutes.
We made a steep off trail bushwhacking descent with both our loyal wilderness dogs following close behind us down to the 40 ft staircase waterfall I located earlier that day from high above an opposite cliff-side since it can easily be missed on the dense overgrown trail.
We did our thing with the cameras and hiked out hustling to make catch sunset on the hillside rim but we missed it by a few minutes.
The rest of the night was filled with world class camp food, great company and Nathaniel Rateliff blasting on full volume echoing over the shores of the currently completely full Foxboro Lake.
A much needed getaway and a weekend well done!